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Hand in The Machine
04:14
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If the needs of the whole
are greater than the needs of the one
then name me, I’ll follow along
until this has all been undone
If the needs of the whole
are greater than the needs of the one
then fucking blame me, I’ll follow along
until it has all been undone
If we're betting on love..
look, where are we now?
cause it won't take
your resolve...
If we're betting on love..
look, where are we now?
cause it won't take
your resolve…
We’re making the false apply
when your freezing cold at night
will you tell me...
“love is the guiding light”
When the needs of the whole
have become the needs of the one
traveling on common ground to
a hand in machine
With our souls
embracing them
with our minds
engaging them
with purpose, and logic
and a hand in the machine
It's the weight within
And the way in which we hold it
That brings us in
and beats us till we know it
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2. |
Q1-85
04:25
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The victims are just price
A price tag, an expense in the monthly report.
Now leave 5. a)
Cut the cost, they don't matter
I hope they starve cause
They’ve been eating my margins all along
She grabs my arm and says
“we’ve been through this a billion times you stupid child”
now read these lines
follow them blindly
and admit your crime;
you're born into life and it’s
so wrong now that we know.
Now get back in line
or resist and discover
the good in time,
for all our lives
now would he have to, now he’ll have to find
a new place for his tortured mind
now would he have to, would he have to die?
cause he’ll just be replaced eventually, in time.
She grabs my arm and says
“we’ve been through this a billion times you stupid child”
now read these lines
follow them blindly
and admit your crime;
you're born into life and it’s
so wrong now that we know.
Now get back in line
or resist and discover
the good in time,
for all our lives
Grins are coloured by those in the tower
With the paint of the coward; a cold-green-power.
It’s covering nations, 3 layers over
Not lives have fluttered, but the state our dollar
Can you ignore what the prophet says about soul?
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3. |
Reflections
04:15
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I think this form
is a blessing for
a breathing storm that's
moving fast and strong across
the valley and it will collapse our eyes
What’s this for
this breathing form
that consumes more than
we could ever give to
the ground that guides our lives
I don't think we will change for free
Now i’m sure i’ll sing an elegy
cause this planet’s lost now
we can make it somehow
it’s a breathing storm, that ignites and excites me,
a buying storm, that controls what creates me
Our consumption
Our greed
We will be the storm to end all storms
that pays what we owe it with fucking greed
I don't think we will change for free
Now i’m sure i’ll sing an elegy
cause this planet’s lost now
we can make it somehow
And do you know where you will find me?
I’ll be in that storm
Some consuming, fucking pig.
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4. |
One Breath
05:45
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Some fail to see the coming storm,
But dammit, we’ve seen this before
The green snake that preys upon the weak
In those that find everything they seek
We refuse
to beat around the bush
in fear.
We’ve been trying to beat death
for so long
Is that point static, or mute to the whole world?
As we have
only one soul, one life,
one breath.
to try and beat death?
for all your life?
Is that point static, or mute to the whole world?
Reinvent the need to form an oath
cause it takes her arm beats it to a pulp
And were all betting upon our own god
That her hand alone will bring the change we need
We’ve tried to beat death
for all our lives
I'm caressed by its soft touch
You know, I’ve seen you believe
I’ve seen you believe in prayer
I’ve seen you believe in hope
and I’ve seen you believe in pain
And asked you,
just to believe in each other
But you won't, cause you just don’t care
Cause you're fucking right anyway
We,
the beast,
and the flesh that now feeds it.
Cannibals at our best.
At our best
We refuse
to beat around the bush
in fear.
We’ve been trying to beat death
for so long
Is that point static, or mute to the whole world?
As we have
only one soul, one life,
one breath.
to try and beat death?
for all your life?
Is that point static, or mute to the whole world?
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Painted Glass Calgary, Alberta
Painted Glass is a 5 piece, progressive rock band from Calgary, Alberta, Canada.
The band (Gary
Webster, Logan Smith, Brandon Garay, Jeff Metcalf and Steve Johnson) relishes the chance to get away from the day-to-day grind of regular life to experiment with new sounds, textures and time signatures until there’s enough music there to share.
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